Chapter 561: Teacher Jiang who fell into the food pit
Yu Jing is in Qinghe City, but her lover in Beijing City helped her complete the work of breathing bubbles from receiving to shipping. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The purchaser receives the breath bubble, about a week later.
When many people get the small plastic box containing the bubbles, the first action is to open it and pat it on the face, as described in Yu Jing's article.
"Poof!"
On social networks, there are more and more photos of the citizens of Beijing City wearing the image of breathing bubbles. In the frightening haze days, it has attracted the attention of a large number of self-media, online media, and even large websites.
In fact, human perception has been in an environment for a long time, and it is easy to produce dull sense.
Just like a hazy day, if you get used to nature, it seems to be no different from the forest and wilderness.
But the real impact is often this invisible and intangible change, some people are old and healthy, and some people are riddled with diseases.
Modern people obviously trust the data in the lab more than their own perceptions.
In the huge city of Beijing, it is not difficult to conduct an ordinary air quality test. With a little connection, you can get a detailed analysis report.
Real, without a hint of adulteration, data is presented to them.
What could be more exciting than this statistic?
Yu Jing's official account received a large number of breathing bubble purchase information in a short period of time.
At the same time, there are also a large number of backstage prompts from the media that ask to forward and contact the group buying.
The impact of breathing bubbles made Yu Jing, who was in Qinghe and became more and more interested in the city, had to leave to return to Beijing.
Sitting on the bullet train leaving Qinghe City, Yu Jing focused on writing a new article.
Even though the breathing bubble group buying is popular, she is still essentially a journalist who relies on words for a living.
She has accumulated a large number of topics in Qinghe City and is ready to write an essay.
On her first day, she experienced the magic of the Botanical Gym.
The next day, she interviewed several breastfeeding mothers who used plant-based mothers.
On the third day, she found that the alleys and alleys flowed through the inland river in the city, which was as clear as a mountain stream, not at all like an urban river, and there were fountain plants shaped like water hyacinths on the surface of the river.
On the fourth day, she found that in a community in Qinghe City, there was a special community vegetable market, which was a place for unit growers to trade their family output with each other.
On the fifth day, she famously visited the No. 1 Central Primary School in Qinghe City and was intoxicated by the flower orchard on the roof of the school.
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The trip was too rich, and this southern city, which was once just a common noun, left an extremely deep impression on Yu Jingxin.
She has decided that after dealing with the affairs of the capital, she will come to Qinghe City again to bring her family's baby and her good teammates who are anxious in the capital city at this time.
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When Wang Xin left his grandfather's house, he devoted himself to studying the comprehensive utilization of breathing bubbles.
She began to work on the information.
When she checked more and more information, she was very sad to find that there were so many types of workers in the society, and they were in an extremely bad and bad environment.
For example, the cabin gas welder she didn't know before needed to carry out gas welding and gas cutting work in the cabin, and the working environment was smoky, producing a large amount of lead vapor, and was often exposed to toxic substances such as zinc oxide and lead oxide.
There are also miner's lamp chargers, who say on the Internet that they "want to add acid to the miner's lamp to charge, dismantle and decorate the miner's lamp, and after cleaning, they need to use glue, toluene, and polyacetate glue to mix and paste to seal, and contact sulfuric acid, lead and other harmful substances during the acid charging process." ”
Wang Xin, who lives under the protection of his parents, thinks that behind these jobs that overdraft his body and life, he is a living person, they may be generous fathers, maybe gentle husbands, maybe filial sons, but they are all forced to live, in order to support their families, under simple protection, to carry out work that seriously damages their health.
Wang Xin has just turned 16 years old, and the heart of a child at this age is both soft and full of responsibility. She hid in her room and wiped tears from her cheeks. She gasped slightly, looking at herself in the mirror with bubbles above her head, and felt that this bubble was particularly redundant.
People who work in an environment that is ten times more terrible than smog need this breathing bubble even more!
Wang Xin rubbed his tense face, shook his head, and took out the comprehensive practice research topic setting form sent to them by the teacher last week from the bookshelf.
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The effects of breathing bubbles continue to ferment in the city of Beijing.
Compared to the information-sensitive capital, living in the slow-paced city of Qinghe, Lin Zeng had just handed over the work of Jiang Hua's farm to his aunt, who was originally helping him at the nursery.
The aunt introduced by his friend Zhao Guode has a kind and honest personality and is diligent, and after the planting work of Lin Zeng's nursery gradually stopped, they were not dismissed. One of the aunts went to the office of Xeno-Degree Company to clean up.
Another aunt was temporarily transferred by Lin Zeng to take charge of the work of Jianghua Farm.
Lin Zeng's farm life did not last long.
He found that the countryside was beautiful, but it could not retain his attention. He sprinkled corn on the chickens, ducks and geese, and remembered the details of the construction of the plant space he had studied last night, and immediately forgot himself and went straight to the breeding space, throwing a group of "cooing", "oh" and "quacking" livestock into the open space.
If it weren't for the fact that there were enough honey spirit aromatic lavender on Jianghua Farm, so that these chickens, ducks and geese could have flowers and plants to feed, Lin Zeng's feeding method, it would not take a few days for the meat on their bodies to fall.
After handing over the work of the farm to his aunt, Lin Zeng felt relieved.
At this time, he was very sure that unless he hired someone to take care of it, with his current state, it was really not suitable to run his own farm like Jiang Hua, and it would be more interesting to study all kinds of plant materials.
And during the time when Jiang Hua left Qinghe City, the communication between her and Lin Zeng was also very interesting.
"Are there any activities at night?" - Lin Zeng, who is worried about his girlfriend.
"The school's art team organized activities to eat barbecue together, which was a big barbecue from northern Xinjiang, which was super delicious. -- A star-eyed river painting.
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"There's no news today. - Lin Zeng, who didn't receive news one night.
"Well, today a teacher invited us to her house to make dumplings, I ate more than 100 cabbage and pork dumplings, it was really delicious, the northern dumplings are still different from the south, a little supportive. -- A hiccup of the river painting. ”
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"It's food in the circle of friends again, where did you eat it again?" - Lin Zeng of the black line.
"Poofhaha, I'm in the snack street, it's the school's authentic Jingcheng teacher who took me all the way to eat the street, I only learned today that the fried live scorpion skewers are so delicious, hahaha, I'm busy eating now, I'll talk later." -- Send a small video of a scorpion dancing with its feet.
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"The teachers at this school are so enthusiastic?" - Lin Zeng, who felt that his girlfriend had fallen into the food pit.
"Well, most of the teachers are thankful for the breath bubbles given to them. Teacher Jiang, who is very self-aware but can't resist the temptation of food.